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Talking to Myself

Poesia

Sad poetry I write when I need to vent about something. I share it in hopes of someone being able to relate to what I write and maybe it will help them. I feel this part of my life has concluded and a similar yet new ongoing poetry collection will b...

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Oceania

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I thought maybe you could save me

                              
Instead you were so cold

                              
You didn't take the time to know me

                              
Your subtle actions seemed so bold

                              
I was alone and troubled

                              
With each day a losing struggle

                              
I had thought you were like me

                              
Our problems one in the same

                              
Instead your eyes were set to kill

                              
And your siren's song is to blame.
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